Superb and Sexy (Sky High Air #3)(9)

Brody eyed her limbs, specifically her left shoulder, which had three scars—one a six inch surgery incision, a second where they’d slid in a camera probe, and a third where the bullet had gone in and shattered her collarbone.

At the sight, Brody’s jaw tightened visibly, and his mouth went grim.

She already knew he blamed himself, which was ridiculous, and she fought the urge to run for cover.

“You changed quickly,” he said through the glass.

She lifted her good shoulder.

“And your hair…”

Shit. “I was wearing a wig before.” Or Leena was. She’d had fun going through Maddie’s wigs. As for herself, she was her own natural auburn for a change.

He nodded, though she couldn’t tell if he bought the lie or not. Couldn’t tell a damn thing behind those mirrored sunglasses. Then he slid his hands into his pockets and rocked back on his heels. “I’d really like to talk to you.”

Yes, but she didn’t want to talk to him. Not now, not until she solved all her other problems, the biggest one being her identical twin in the other room. “How did you find me?”

“It wasn’t easy. You ever hear of returning a phone call?”

“How, Brody?”

He sighed. “You called Sky High from the landline once.”

“Two days ago, when my cell phone battery had died.”

“Yeah. We got Shayne’s brother to track you.”

“Wow.” She shook her head. “What an unbelievable invasion of privacy.”

“I’d say sorry—”

“But you’re not.” It was all over his face how not sorry he was. “Look, Brody, now’s not good, okay? Maybe another time…”

Like, unfortunately, never.

He shoved his sunglasses to the top of his head, and his steely gaze narrowed in on her, full of frustration and heat.

She didn’t know what to make of the heat, other than the answering flicker of flame that occurred in all her good parts. The hell of it was even though she’d been fantasizing about him for way too long, she actually didn’t have time to go with that right now.

What with The Plan and all.

“You were afraid before,” he said, revealing a new emotion from him, a deep concern, which did something funny to a spot low in her belly.

“No,” she denied. “Not afraid.” Look at that, another lie. Man, she was getting good.

“Yes, you were at the front door. You were terrified. And now…” Cocking his head, he looked her over slowly, so damn slowly she felt those helpless reactions begin again at the base of her spine, working outward.

“It’s not just the clothes,” he said, frowning. “You look different.”

Okay, he was way too close to the truth, and with a sound of distress she told herself he couldn’t hear, she began to pull the shades shut, blocking him out.

“Maddie, goddamnit.” He put his hand on the glass. “Don’t.”

“Sorry.”

And she actually was sorry. So damned sorry that she felt her throat tighten and her eyes burn. And actually, if she wasn’t careful, she was going to lose it right here, just completely lose it in a way she hadn’t in years. Because she didn’t want to go. Didn’t want to never see him again…

“Maddie.”

She closed her eyes, needing that little shield, no matter how telling.

“Hey, how about this,” he said. “I’ll give you a raise if you let me in. A big, fat, pretty raise. Come on, you know how you want one.”

Oh, God. He already overpaid her, but that was only because Shayne and Noah made him. If he had his way, they’d all be working for free, squirreling away every penny for a rainy day.

It wasn’t because he was cheap.

Okay, it was because he was cheap. He was so cheap he squeaked when he walked, but he’d grown up poor, had had to literally beg, borrow, and steal his way through childhood. Now, for the first time in his entire life, he had money, thanks to his own hard work and brains, and she knew he wasn’t quite used to it yet. “You said the word raise without getting hives,” she murmured, telling herself it shouldn’t be endearing because he was trying to manipulate her.

“Let me in, and I’ll say it again.”

She meant something to him. She meant a lot. Even more shocking, he meant something to her, too. He meant so damn much it hurt to look at him. At the knowledge, she swallowed hard. Not going to cry…

“Maddie.” He touched the glass as if he wanted, needed, to touch her. “Don’t do this.”

She closed her eyes again.

“I’ll double your salary.”

“Stop,” she whispered.

“Let me in, and I’ll stop. I’ll do whatever you want.”

Oh, God, now there was a promise. Close to doing just that, a noise from the other room stopped her cold.

Her sister’s shocked gasp.

What now?

Maddie locked eyes with Brody. All these past weeks, seeing him had been a secret wish, an unconscious desire like breathing air. Having him come after her, having him want to be with her…

Except now, right this minute, when her sister’s life was on the line and therefore, hers as well. If Brody stayed, then he, too, would be in danger. But she knew him, knew that he wasn’t going anywhere unless she managed to distract him. “Okay, you’re right. Something’s wrong.”